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This song is dedicate to the memory

Of Dimebag Darrell

Killed by a mother fucking head case

Rest in peace

Falling down we all fall down

We’re broken in two

By demons be driven

But tell us the reason

Why all became true?

Now we walk with a message in blood

We’re stepping nowhere in a mud

New level for devil

With that bloody spell

Killing cowboys from hell

Death rattle in the air

Oh like a nightmare

Oh what a fucking spell

God bless you Darrell

All that brings to cemetery gates

This love is now hate

Clash with reality

Shotgun fatality, fucking insanity

Mouth for war with a gun in a hand

The art of shredding man

Someone is shooting

And someone is falling

Psycho fucking holiday

Death rattle in the air

Like a nightmare

Oh what a fucking spell

God bless you Darrell

War of nerves making us

Fucking hostile

No one deserve a spell so vile

It’s a tribute to the cowboy from hell

It 's our tribute;

We 're screaming your name

It is a tribute, goodbye Darrell

It is a tribute

To the cowboy from hell, from hell

Cowboy from hell, cowboy from hell

This world is fucking insane punk!

Darrell

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